[hider=Apperance][img=http://honya-ch.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/fire-emblem-ds-minerva.jpg] Dragon [img=http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kXJSsE8lc3o/Tma9vaI_EbI/AAAAAAAABTU/OzwlWc4a7LA/s640/395_stream.jpg][/hider]
Name: River of the Crimson.
Race: Dracan
Gender: Female
Age: 30
Rank/Affiliation: The Current champion of the Blood pits, but acts as her nations solution to aggressive negotiations.(Shes an assassin.)
Personality: Callous and cold, she cares little for others, nor does she care for king and country. Whatever ensures she will see tomorrow with the hangover of the day before. On the other side of the coin, her nature makes her devoid of pride, and she only fights when she deems it, insults and physical displays do little more than register in her mind.

Weaknesses: 
Though its not a true weakness, she is apathetic. The days of glory hunting long behind her, she spends a majority of her days wandering about waiting on work, to feed her rather cliche draconian trait of greed.
Bloodlust. Despite her laid back state when the sent of blood hits the air she starts to loose herself in the desire to paint the moon red. Civilians friends fade into a blur her eyes only spying their beating hearts. 

Strengths: Slayer, A live of bloodshed has ensured that no matter what the situation any drop in the enemies guard will leave them eaither a corpse, or if shes feeling playful, wishing they where.

Her reputation, Even if they are not a fellow Dracan her name and bloodbaths that encircle the rumors of places she has been generally make for cheap drinks and a free place to sleep.

Brief bio:Born an raised admist the blood mist of battle, her blood line has long acted as the Hell hounds of the Dracan forces. Killing her first solider at the age 12, her first win in the underground arena at 14. Her training was not some strict regimen as many others in the armed forces, no these Dracan throw their young at one another the stronger one lives. But what at first inspired pride in her kin began to inspire fear. Unlike the practices of simply changing form for combat, She saw this as a handicap, shes was the only one of her kin to ever disembowel an enemy with her hand....Simply because she did not want to dirty her ax.
at the age of 19 she had become champion of the blood ring, but alas their was no fun to be had, Dracan cower to easily in the face of brutality. After wandering about bored she received her first formal instruction, to assassinate her kin. And without a question she set upon them, one of the few times she ever used her full force, the charred grounds remain a ashen waste to this very day.

-.- wafflles